To Catch a Kitty Part 3

No, you’re not dead, far from it in fact, your body still tingling from the incredible orgasm Shizuru gave you just moments ago. But still, there seems to be a light at the end of the tunnel, somewhat brighter than the single candle you left behind. You can just barely make out the rough-hewn stone on the walls now, and you can clearly make out the sound of fire crackling ahead. It’s getting warmer too, though the breeze hasn’t let off at all. “This is one of my favorite places, love. I’ve had so much fun in here over the years…”

Passing out of the tunnel, you lay eyes on a pair of torches to either side of the opening, and several more along the walls of the chamber. Your eyes widen as your gaze falls over the rest of the furniture in the room. First is an ancient wooden table, with matching stools on either side. That isn’t really noteworthy, no, certainly not, when compared to the stout wooden chair set with several pairs of leather straps, the wood stained with old blood. Or the wooden horse, several chains and metal shackles dangling above it, a sharp-looking metal edge on top of the triangular part of the horse. Then there was the wooden pillar rising from the center of the room, metal bands set with chains and manacles placed every couple of feet along its length, dark splashes marring the wood. There was even a big wooden ‘X’ in one of the corners.

“You like the décor? Not too draconian? It suits me, I suppose. Well, here we are.” You snap out of your stunned silence, writhing in Shizuru’s grasp, kicking your legs wildly as you mumbled behind the muzzle. You manage to kick over your head, tearing your claws through Shizuru’s forearm. The pressure on your scalp disappears, and you quickly get to your knees, pushing yourself to get away from your captor. Before you can get three feet, an iron grip latches onto your collar, jerking you backward, your head slamming into the floor.

Dazed, head throbbing, your vision clears just as Shizuru straddles you, sitting on your stomach while holding a hand to your throat. She raises her bloody forearm to you, the wounds nearly to the bone, some of the blood dripping over your face. Gulping as you try to scoot away, you feel a cold stab of fear in your spine, her eyes glowing menacingly but for a moment before she...smiles. “I’m not angry…no, I’m impressed, believe it or not. It takes a special kind of girl to do this to me.” She giggles, licking the blood from her arm. When she shows you her forearm again, there is only a coating of wet blood, no claw marks, not even a scratch.

“I like it rough, love, and you’ve got me more excited than I’ve been all night! You’re in for it now!” Kissing your nose, Shizuru tightens her hand at your throat and lifts you from the floor, holding you above her just long enough for spots to appear on your vision before dropping you atop a wooden table. Writhing and gasping, you find yourself barely able to move as Shizuru locks your ankles into heavy steel shackles, attaching them to a metal bar set with chains that spool around a large cylinder. Your eyes widening, you begin kicking your legs, now spread wide, jerking the bar and rattling the chains.

Shizuru hops atop the table and straddles you, purring with excitement. One hand holds you down by your throat, the other works with the buckles on the arm binder. Within a few moments, the pressure on your arms disappears, the sleeve coming off your arms in a single quick tug from Shizuru. You lash out with your hands, claws ripping at Shizuru’s face, tearing flesh and spraying blood. The vampire doesn’t so much as flinch, her strength seeming only to increase as she takes hold of your wrists, pushing them to the table above your head. Her body rests against yours, her nipples hard through her rubber top, pressing against your own. Her breath is hot as she breathes in your scent, her face rubbing against your own. You can’t help but breathe in her scent, strong with arousal, intoxicating. It’s her vampire charm again, making your body tingle with desire as she writhes against you. You moan pathetically, your body weakening, your resolve to resist evaporating again. Shizuru’s flesh heals completely in the next instant, her tongue licking away some of the blood.

Cold metal closes over your wrists, Shizuru’s nose touching yours. “Oh, love, you are so much fun! I barely have to try to get you all hot and bothered.” Shizuru rises, still straddling your stomach. With a look toward your shackled wrists, the chains begin pulling your limbs, stopping only when you’re body is stretched taut. The pain is dull to start, but is slowly building while Shizuru does a slow strip tease on your stomach, finally peeling her rubber top away, shoving her breasts together, licking her hard nipples.

Chuckling, she eases herself atop you, her nipples rubbing against your own. Her eyes look into yours, hungry with desire, her hands cupping your face. “I’m going to remove that muzzle, love. I’m sure you won’t mind, right? You’re just dying to sink your teeth into me, I can tell.” Shizuru’s hands move behind your head, working with the strap. “You’re damn right I want to sink my teeth into you!” you think, flexing your hands as you await your chance to strike.

The leather slides away from your snout, and you’re finally able to work your jaw, getting rid of the stiffness. Shizuru tosses the muzzle away, her neck within biting distance. “Oh, what the fuck?” you ask yourself, latching your teeth into the vamp’s neck, sinking them deep. You twist your neck, ripping flesh and spraying blood. You don’t hear a scream or a cry of pain as you thought you would, rather, Shizuru moans with delight, rubbing her crotch excitedly over your stomach as her blood covers you and slides down your throat.

Releasing your teeth, you spit out a chunk of furry flesh and a mouthful of blood, looking back to Shizuru, who grins at you above a terrible hole in her neck. She lifts a hand, poking her finger into the tear, scraping a claw over her windpipe. “Was it good for you too, love? You’ve got me so fucking hot now, I can’t tell you how close I came to exploding right there. How’re you feeling, love? You starting to feel it yet? You’ve taken in a lot of my blood now…”

You stare at her for several tense breaths, watching her flesh heal and her fur re-grow itself. As you watch the flesh knit, you can feel what she was talking about, a warm, fuzzy feeling seeping through your body. You shift slowly in your bonds, breathing deeply to clear your head, but finding no relief. Your body tingles, quickly getting hot, your pussy burning. Your hard nipples rub against Shizuru’s as she eases down atop you, her devilish grin widening. “What…what are you…” you pant, Shizuru’s claw teasing at your nipple, causing you to moan with delight despite yourself.

“Oh, love, that’s what happens when a vamp like me gets all hot and bothered and shares blood with someone. They get all hot and bothered for the vamp, and a wild night ensues.” She giggles, licking her own blood from your cheeks. You feel the urge to bite her again, but your anger quickly fades, the thought of ripping flesh distorting into the image of you giving her a lover’s nip. You come out of your momentary vision, panting heavily, your pussy wet and burning for attention. “Damn you…” you manage, her slightest touch sending a wave of pleasure through your body.

Shizuru doesn’t stop smiling while she crawls up your body, her breasts pressing against your face for just a moment before she rises into a crouch. Her crotch is right in front of your face now, her tight rubber hot-pants glistening with the moisture from between her legs. Taking in the delicious scent with a deep breath, you find your nose rubbing against her rubber-covered pussy, your tongue licking over the hot rubber, the taste of her juices and the latex seemingly the best thing you’ve ever tasted.

Shizuru purrs excitedly, rubbing her crotch harder against your face. Your nose presses into the rubber, and between her lips ever so slightly, some of her juice splashing on your face. Shizuru’s hands dig into your hair, forcing you against her crotch as her legs squeeze around your head. Her tail snakes down your body and between your legs, rubbing over your clit piercing. Jerking at the chains that bind you, your moan is muffled, but the jolt of pleasure is undeniable.

Shizuru writhes around your head, moaning now, squeezing harder with her thighs. You don’t know if the light-headedness is from her blood or lack of air, but it doesn’t matter. When Shizuru pulls herself away, standing on the table, you desperately tug at the chains, trying to get back to her. Her tail slides over your stomach and between your breasts, tingling like an electrical charge over your fur. Shizuru starts another dance, swaying her body and playing with her breasts.

“No…please…more…” you hear yourself saying, a desperate plead for more of Shizuru’s attention. Her dance is perfection, showing her perfect body and all of its perfect features. As her hands cup her breasts, twisting her nipples, you can only imagine them as your hands at work, pleasing Shizuru instead of making her do it herself. Someone like her, a vamp goddess, should have slaves to pleasure them instead of doing it themselves…oh…she’s purring…

You jerk at the chains, shaking your head, trying to clear the lust spell that’s fogging your mind. “Bitch…” you manage to whisper, panting against the spell. A momentary red haze fills your vision as your hatred and anger overrides the spell, but only for a moment. Shizuru squeezes her breasts as she crouches, her crotch inches from your nose. Your tongue reaches out, her rubber-covered pussy just out of reach. She turns quickly, dropping herself onto your chest, her tail running over your face, her perfect ass swaying back and forth, mesmerizing you, evaporating any resistance with only a twitch of her ass.

You can only stare in awe as her fingers slip into the lip of her rubber shorts, pulling them down over her ass cheeks with excruciating slowness. She wiggles her butt, tail waving back and forth as she peels out of the shiny and moist rubber. Rising, Shizuru pulls the rubber down her legs, her ass one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. The fur between her legs is moist, and your mouth waters at the thought of licking at the juices, at her pussy. She bends, her hot pussy showing through her fur as she tugs away her shorts, tossing them aside.

Shizuru turns to face you again, still dancing, only now her hands run down her body, between her thighs. She spreads her legs, giving you a clear view of her pussy. She moves closer to your face, her fingers spreading her lips. She stops just out of reach of your desperately flicking tongue, her sex scent driving you wild. All you can think about is burying your face between Shizuru’s legs.

“Aren’t we the anxious one, hmm? Kitty needs some lovin’?” Shizuru giggles, rubbing a finger over her clit, teasing you, tantalizing you. You pull with all your strength against the shackles, the metal cutting into your flesh, though you feel only a rush of excitement from the pain. Shizuru eases closer, spreading her lips with her fingers. You can feel the heat coming from her, and in the next moment, just as you know your tongue is going to touch her, she slides back, laughing at your annoyed and desperately hungry grunt. “Oh, poor thing! Aren’t you going to beg for it?”

You shift beneath Shizuru, looking to her desperately, pulling at the chains. The thought of resisting, of forgoing the humiliation of begging, disappears before it even fully forms. “Please! Don’t tease me! Let me eat you! Please, I have to have more! Let me please you! I promise I’ll make you happy! Please, Shizuru!”

Shizuru’s smile is cruel, but you can tell that your words are exactly what she wants to hear. Spreading her lips, she presses her pussy to your snout. Your tongue goes between her lips immediately, filling your mouth with her intense, lusty flavor. You sigh as your tongue laps at her lips and over her clit, her juices splashing your face and sliding down your throat, perhaps the sweetest thing you’ve ever tasted. Each lick is pure pleasure, each drop of her nectar stoking the flames in your body, filling your thoughts with nothing but the vampire.

Her legs tighten around your head, her panting and moaning becoming louder and faster as you explore her temple. Her tail finds its way between your breasts and your pussy, tickling your clit like a static charge, sending those pleasurable waves throughout your body. Your tongue moves quicker, flicking at her clit, lapping at her quickly flowing juices. The taste of blood is getting stronger, but so to is your hunger, your drive to pleasure the vampire goddess.

Without warning, Shizuru’s claws dig into your scalp, jerking your hair sharply as her legs threaten to crush your head between them. Her scream is one of animalistic joy, nearly deafening you with its intensity. You feel her juices flowing freely over your face as she rubs it against her crotch, not trying to be gentle in the least. But, you feel only joy, seeming to match Shizuru’s, as she continues riding your face, working her orgasm to its fullest extent.

After not nearly long enough, Shizuru slackens her grip and eases herself off your face, allowing you to gasp in your first real breath of air since she started her climax. You feel her juices matting into your fur already, your tongue eagerly lapping at whatever it can get to. Shizuru rises into a crouch, smiling wistfully to you, eyes glowing strongly, her tail twitching over your stomach. “I think that’s the quickest I’ve ever come, my pet. Either you’ve got a magic tongue, or I’ve been asleep far too long. Whatever the case, I’m feeling alive again, and horny as hell.”

Shizuru stands over you, raising her hand. From somewhere on the far side of the room, you hear something rattling around, then something whizzing through the air. Something large and black slaps against Shizuru’s palm a moment later, and seeing it causes you to yelp in surprise. Shizuru chuckles as she adjusts the dangling straps, rotating the large, knob-covered double-dildo before your eyes. She moans softly as she slides it inside herself, wiggling it slightly, tightening the straps. The end that extends out looks to be easily over a foot long, and maybe three or four inches wide at its widest, not counting the knobs dotting its surface. “You’re going to love this, baby. We’re going to have one hell of a night together.” Shizuru laughs, a mad cackle that echoes throughout the room, sending a tingle down your spine…but is it a tingle of fear, or anticipation?